The company's canteen is very bright, with tables for four people neatly arranged in the hall. On the other side, small storefronts specializing in different foods are lined up like a snack street, with each window
There are many people queuing up.
The woman following Yu Xing looked like an old lady at first glance, unlike Guan Xin who wore a breastplate conscientiously. Yu Xing didn't wear one either.
So he didn't know the woman's name, so he could only try to avoid talking to her to avoid revealing his secret.
Fortunately, the woman knew "Fang Xing's" personality and didn't find anything to say to annoy him.
When the two of them arrived at the canteen, there were not many empty seats. The woman pointed to a seat in the middle and said, "Brother Fang, why don't you go buy food first, and I'll take the seat for you."
Yu Xing didn't answer her. At this moment, he felt the vibration of his phone in his pocket. He took out his phone with a normal expression and saw a WeChat message pop up on the unlocked page.
The other party’s remarks were concise and clear, and his name was Zhou Xue.
“I see you, I’m on the right.”
A second later, another one came.
“Why is Wu Shan here? My discussion with you does not require an ordinary art observer.”
Even through the screen, Yu Xing could feel the dissatisfaction in Zhou Xue's tone.
Perhaps this dissatisfaction is not directed at him, but at the tail behind him.
Zhou Xue is the main plot character. In terms of work, she and Fang Xing are at the same level. Most of the time, the priority of art is far lower than that of the plot, let alone the worldview structure.
She naturally does not need to be cautious when talking to Fang Xing.
This woman's name is Wu Shan... Yu Xing got the information he wanted without any effort. He replied: "She came here by herself. I will solve it."
Putting away his phone, he glanced to the right and found Zhou Xue alone in the corner.
She placed a bowl in front of her that was the same as the staff cafeteria, which seemed to be braised chicken and rice. Seeing Yu Xing glance over, her slightly tired face softened a little, and she nodded lightly.
The dissatisfaction is indeed not directed at him.
Yu Xing glanced at Wu Shan without any trace, and had a mental prediction of the conflict between the two.
The reason why he could recognize Zhou Xue's face at a glance... was because Zhou Xue looked exactly the same as in the first stage. It seemed that the young master's supernatural space was indeed related to her.
He just turned around with his cell phone and said, "I told you, I'm not free at noon today."
Then, with Wu Shan's somewhat stunned gaze, she walked towards Zhou Xue.
At this time, it can only be said that she was ignorant if she followed her. Wu Shan could only hold back her anger, glanced at Zhou Xue, who didn't even look at her, and went to buy food in silence.
“Sorry, I delayed your time at noon.”
Yu Xing sat down opposite Zhou Xue, and Zhou Xue apologized.
It can be seen that the relationship between Zhou Xue and Fang Xing should be of the type that is neither salty nor cold, and they do not communicate much in private. They are the colleagues Zhang Chun.
"It's okay, it's for work." Yu Xing said, taking a look at Zhou Xue's face.
Tired, haggard, and even a little depressed. His young face should have been full of vigor, but at this time he was obviously lack of energy, and his whole body was enveloped in an inexplicable and strange aura.
Speaking of which, this was very similar to the Zhou Xue he saw in the ghost alley, except that Zhou Xue at that time was avoiding supernatural events. Not only did he have to cooperate with the paper man inside and outside, but he also had to hold off the shopkeepers and prevent them from taking to the streets.
Paper men deliver food.
But what now?
Yu Xing instantly guessed that Zhou Xue seemed to have encountered something that would put her in danger.
The discussion on the appearance design of the Ghost Bride later was a good opportunity to gather information, but Yu Xing was not in a hurry at all. He smelled the aroma of the food in front of Zhou Xue, and his stomach growled quietly.
“I’m going to buy food first and let’s talk while eating.”
There is nothing wrong with being hungry. He just came to say hello first to show courtesy.
Zhou Xue nodded and looked at his back as he stood up and left. She picked up a piece of chicken and mixed it with white rice and ate it. The fragrant taste melted on the tip of her tongue, but it failed to dissolve the faint air of death between her eyebrows.
Five minutes later, Yu Xing came back with a dinner plate. He bought a bowl of donburi to serve with rice. He lowered his head and took a bite. After swallowing, he asked: "Do you have any new requirements for the design of the Ghost Bride?"
Zhou Xue suddenly came back to her senses while staring at his face. She nodded and said softly: "Just yesterday, I had some new ideas."
She took out her mobile phone and opened a picture in the photo album.
This is a simple concept draft. Zhou Xue is in the game industry and does not know anything about character design. Although her drawings are very simple, compared with Yu Xing, she is like a primary school student standing in front of a college student, but at least all the design points are displayed.
come out.
Yu Xing took her phone and looked at it carefully.
In the picture, the background is black, and a woman or female ghost in red makeup is floating low in the air, with her feet in red cloth shoes hanging limply.
The woman has a dignified figure, with an upright upper body, hands folded in front of her abdomen, a red robe wrapped around her body, her hair tied up, and a red hijab covering her head. It was blown slightly by the wind from nowhere, making people able to
I saw a small half of the female ghost's face.
His skin was pale, his lips were bright red, and they were slightly open. Two lines of blood and tears flowed from the eye sockets covered by the hijab, and then fell from the mandible to the ground, exploding into a bloody flower.
He glanced at the details, raised his eyebrows and asked, "How is this different from before? It's just that the style of clothes has changed a little. Is it necessary?"
Zhou Xue pursed her lips: "Yes, this kind of clothes is what a ghost bride wears."
Her answer is specious, but if you listen carefully, you can hear a vague persistence in it.
It's as if...she knows what the ghost bride is like.
Yu Xing handed the phone back, held up his chin and asked: "Is this the last revision? I will start painting this afternoon. If there are new requirements then, I will be irritable."
He did not ignore Zhou Xue's pupils that narrowed slightly when he heard this.
"How about... you design other characters first?" Sure enough, after a few seconds, she spoke carefully.
"Um... didn't the groom say that he should paint after the bride?" Zhou Xue seemed not to have expected that as soon as he changed his target, he would switch to the ghost groom, and he hesitated to persuade him.
Yu Xing knew it well.
He ate his food and did not respond whether he should insist on painting the groom first. Instead, he raised his chin and pointed at Zhou Xue's mobile phone: "Don't you think there is something missing in your painting?"
A trace of confusion appeared in her eyes: "Well, of course, I always feel that there is something missing...but I can't think of it."
There was a strange pause in the middle of a sentence, as if he had changed his words temporarily.
Yu Xing guessed that what she wanted to say was not that she couldn't think of it, but that she couldn't remember it.
This person may have been inextricably linked to Liu Xue. Just because his face was 70% similar to the photo of Liu Xue in the mourning hall, this point was established.
He didn’t want to play charades, which would only make him continue to be a casual colleague and unable to effectively complete the protection task.
Recalling the few impressions he had of Ghost Bride Liu Xue so far, Yu Xing said: "Take a ghost bride...if the nails are painted red, will it be more atmospheric?"
Zhou Xue was stunned.
She looked at her phone for a long time, looking a little confused.
Characters like the Ghost Bride are very common in horror games. Their nails are either red or black. Logically speaking, they should be easy to imagine, but Zhou Xue gave the Ghost Bride a pair of hands with pure nails in the painting.
She said: "I always feel that she shouldn't wear red nail polish...it doesn't feel right..."
Yu Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a while and changed his words: "What if instead of using red nail polish, we change it to blood stains?"
Zhou Xue’s eyes suddenly lit up.
She suddenly pictured a pair of white and slender hands with blood flowing freely in her mind.
But there is still something missing...
"Add a paper knife." The magnetic male voice woke her up from her memory. She suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared at "Fang Xing" in front of her.
In the current design, she has not mentioned the bride's weapons.
She always felt that there was a layer of mist that prevented her from thinking, but when Yu Xing said the words "paper knife", she actually felt that, yes, the ghost bride should use this.
That's right, in those broken and hard-to-capture memories, this is what the Ghost Bride uses!
Zhou Xue seemed to be very happy, but the look of death on her face was even stronger, so much so that Yu Xing suspected that she might be unlucky enough to be hit by a car as soon as she went out.
Is it part of the mission to protect her from being killed by bad luck? Yu Xing complained in his heart.
Then, while Zhou Xue was staring at him, Yu Xing continued: "You look ugly. Did something happen to you recently?"
"Ah... no." Zhou Xue looked away, but this feeling of guilt just proved that she was lying.
"Looking at you, it looks like you can't sleep every day. How many nights have you been up all night?" Yu Xing asked her to look at the dark circles under her eyes. Even if they were covered with makeup, they were still very obvious.
I’m afraid that after taking off the makeup, her eyes can be compared to those of a panda.
When it came to sleeping, Zhou Xue trembled involuntarily.
Obviously, her spirit is actually very bad, and she is not at all as nonchalant as she can show now.
Yu Xing pretended to get closer and looked at her with squinted eyes.
“What, what are you doing...” Even though Fang Xing has a weird personality and is difficult to get along with, he has never been so close before. Zhou Xue looked at him, a little at a loss.
"It's okay, I just feel like your face looks a bit like a relative of mine who was knocked out of his mind before." Yu Xing started to talk nonsense, but after finishing it, he seemed to realize it, "Oh, isn't it a good idea for me to talk like this? It's like
It’s like I’m cursing you.”
According to his guess, if Zhou Xue is really involved, she will definitely be interested in the relatives he mentioned.
As expected, she paused: "No, no, no, who doesn't know that you are outspoken... But what does it mean to be out of touch?"
"Well, it sounds a bit superstitious. I don't know if you believe it or not." Yu Xing said as if recalling, "I heard from my aunt that that relative always felt that he could share another person's memory, but he also remembered
It was unclear, but later he discovered that this memory... came from a dead person."
Zhou Xue swallowed her saliva: "Then what?"
"Then? The dead man wanted to kill him, and he almost died. One morning, he was frothing at the mouth and fell to the ground. He was sent to the hospital, and he was still talking about ghosts. At that time, people around him took off his clothes and
Look, I see a black handprint on my chest."
Zhou Xue: "...Is this so scary?"
Yu Xing snorted softly: "Later, my aunt finally hired a reliable alchemist. The alchemist said that he had a soul attack and performed a ritual, and then he got better. I just saw the photo of that relative at that time, and I can tell you
Today's situation is a bit like it. Mainly because we are living a 'nightmare', facing all kinds of ghosts and monsters every day. I just remembered it, no offense intended."
[Rely on a piece of specious nonsense]
[Ah? Is this nonsense? I actually believed it]
[Obviously, he doesn’t know what Zhou Xue encountered specifically, but this paragraph definitely fits Zhou Xue’s attitude towards paintings like the Ghost Bride, and it’s easy to win]
[Good guy, I really feel lucky to have experienced this]
[Hahaha, typical cliché to gain trust]
[I think Zhou Xue has already believed it]
Zhou Xue did look at Yu Xing differently. At first, she just asked someone to change the image of the ghost bride, but now she felt confused. She asked cautiously: "Then do you believe it, that relative's soul-killing thing?"
Things, no matter how you sound, it seems a bit inconsistent with materialism..."
“Ha, if I didn’t believe it, why would I like painting supernatural original paintings so much?” Yu Xing picked up a ready-made excuse and seemed not to be embarrassed at all about his belief in ghosts.
Then, he pretended to have noticed Zhou Xue's trembling hands and took another mouthful of food: "No, are you really in trouble? Do you want me to ask someone to take a look at it for you?"
Zhou Xue seemed to be hesitant.
Yu Xing didn’t rush him, he thought about it secretly in his heart.
Zhou Xue’s attitude toward her own experiences seems a bit strange.
She was obviously worried and scared. If it were anyone else, as soon as she heard that someone understood and believed this nonsense, and that there was a way to solve it, she would have immediately given up her vigilance and told him.
But Zhou Xue was different. While she was afraid, she also seemed to have a little hope and waiting.
She seemed to be waiting for something to arrive.
But Yu Xing’s proposal was still very attractive to Zhou Xue. Her eyelashes trembled: "Then..."
Just when he thought he had succeeded, Zhou Xue’s peripheral vision fell on the ghost bride’s painting.
She actually stopped the second half of her unfinished sentence and gritted her teeth and said, "No, you misunderstood, I'm fine."
Yu Xing: "..." Tsk.
It seems that if you want to protect Zhou Xue today, you have to take some extraordinary measures.
Besides, it would be easy to arouse suspicion. Yu Xing shut up, finished the meal while listening to the song, said hello to Zhou Xue and left.
His bloody nail proposal and paper knife proposal were both approved, and he returned to his workstation and slept on his stomach.
Unless something unexpected happened, he would not be able to sleep tonight. He could only hope that the brief safety of the first day would allow him to catch up on some sleep.
Then, he spent the entire afternoon working on drawing. During this period, Yu Xing also hacked the company's internal network while others were not paying attention, and retrieved Zhou Xue's resume and information to read it.
Until get off work, Yu Xing packed up his things and headed to the parking lot.
Along the way, he walked close to the blind corner. With the help of vehicles and people, he did not leave any identifiable figure on the surveillance camera. If the surveillance camera captured him, he would only be able to see a blurry figure wrapped in green mist.
He took out the Sheqing Dreamland and let the mist invisible to ordinary people wrap around his body and affect the electromagnetism.
A few minutes later, he stood behind a white car, tinkered with his laptop for a while, and successfully hacked into the car system.